Eve's POV

"Nervous?" Kelly was picking fuzz off my dress and obsessing over my hair as I stood in my gown in the hotel suite. The room was chosen for security; a back door led to a service corridor and an elevator that was guarded by Knights. An armored SUV waited in the garage below, ready to leave with heavily armed escorts at a moment's notice. The hotel security staff was using the same kind of plans they did when the Secret Service was here, and Abaddon's security plans were detailed and practiced.

"That some guy I don't know is going to grab me and carry me off to bed?...